Pottery Comes Home

Anna and Will went to pottery summer camp a couple weeks ago, and today we finally got to bring home all their lovely creations. Two big bags of beautiful, treasured, individually wrapped, breakable pottery made its way into our home. The breakable part concerns me because we have Toddling Evan (with his ever-growing Reach) to keep things away from. Plus, I don't know what exactly I'm going to do with all these priceless works of art - I still haven't found places to put all the things Anna made at last year's pottery camp! I need plate hangers, hooks, shelves! And fast! I'm not so sure we'll be doing pottery camp again next summer...

All in a Summer's Day

Well, today was a good day for me. I can't always say that, but today I felt like a pretty good mommy! Took Anna and Will to VBS at their Grandma's church, got Evan to take his morning nap, did a bit of work for which I am paid. Picked up the kiddos from VBS, and we had a picnic in the front room - we discovered that Evan is not yet big enough to understand the idea of a picnic, although he did really enjoy the plum he devoured. Put Evan down for his afternoon nap, read stories about kindness and compassion to Anna and Will (as part of my mission to focus on moral instruction this summer without them knowing it - hoping they will be nicer to each other more consistently), played two board games with kids. Evan woke up and we headed to the pool for a bit, then back home to make dinner (yes, actually cook dinner!)... and it was good! Yea me!

Too Hot

It is so incredibly hot - except that this is South Georgia in June so it is to be somewhat expected, though not readily embraced. We went out to Uncle Bubba's Oyster House for dinner tonight to celebrate our nephew's 16th birthday (where has the time gone?). We ate outside, which was tolerable with the pleasant breeze coming off the water. But by the time we left - around 8:30 or 8:45 pm it was still hot and humid enough to make one sweat between breezes. At 10:00 tonight the heat index was 105. Ridiculous. We arrived home and promptly found two spiders and two palmetto bugs in our house (eek!)... my only guess is that they, too, were trying to escape the heat outside!

The Moon Outside My Window

Jon trimmed the bushes outside our computer room window recently, and I've just tonight noticed that I can see the moon now. Cool. It reminds me of my more reflective pre-children days when I had time to bask in the moonlight, pondering the universe and my place in it. Ha! Those days are gone (for now at least), but I think it is still important to steal some time to relish the stillness. I'll put that on my to-do list and try to work it in. :)

Job Befuzzlement

I have this part time job as a bookkeeper, which I find a bit funny because I never ever dreamed of being a bookkeeper. I've had the job since Anna was a baby - took it for the convenience of it really... easy job, flexibilty, nice boss, extra cash. When Evan was on the way I transitioned the job to work from home... more flexibilty. So now it's been about five years at this job... actually five years plus one boss's wife minus my co-worker (who seems to have been driven off by said wife)... and I'm feeling the nearly uncontrollable urge to move on. For some reason it seems the wife and I are incapable of working together without completely aggravating each other, which I don't understand really since I do try to be friendly. It's not my fault that she doesn't have the depth of knowledge that I do... I try to explain things in a helpful way.

Anyway... maybe I'm not meant to work for someone else. I have a freelance writing job now that I really enjoy. Or maybe five years is simply too long to spend doing a job just to collect the paycheck without losing my mind! As I think back on my "career" (in the loosest sense of the word), I don't think I've ever stayed at a job longer than five years, a fact that I justify by my inability to figure out what I really want to be when I grow up. I have not yet found a job that is truly a match for me. Trouble is, with three kids, I'm afraid I've almost grown up and still don't know. Eek!

Ah, well... if not for that nice little extra bit o' cash, I'd say good-bye to this bookkeeping job in a heartbeat, and set off to discover my passion. Just as soon as I found someone to watch the kids for me. Sigh!